I knew a boy once, not a man but a frail little boy named Sleazy. A boy with no identity of his own. Sleazy was clearly not the alpha in the pack he ran with but to me he still had his allure. I wonder these days if it was something special that I saw at the time, or something second rate that anyone who was willing to accept would recieve
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